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I spent another year in that house like this.

That year I lived like a beast, life would be worse than death.

The winter of the second year.

There was a tattered, crazy-looking old lady who knocked on doors begging for food.

Villager A gave her steamed buns, but she didn't want them.

Villager B brought her a bowl of porridge, but she didn't want it either.

Villager C gave her a cake, but she still didn't want it.

She smiled and said that she just wanted to drink hot soup, preferably chicken soup.

The villagers laughed when they heard this.

Is this old lady really crazy?Return the chicken soup, and their own family is reluctant to drink chicken soup on weekdays.

The villagers drove her away.

The old woman came to my house and raised her hand to knock on the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

I heard movement and went to open the door.

The old lady glanced inside, sniffed it vigorously, "It smells so good, girl, did you boil chicken soup?"

I nodded. "Um."

"Can I have a bowl for the old lady?"

I said: "Okay."

The old man went to the field, and the mother-in-law played cards at the neighbor's house.

This chicken soup is what my mother-in-law wants to drink.The old woman is too lazy to cook, and she needs to drink chicken soup once a month, and I have to boil it.There are all kinds of requirements and all kinds of pickiness.Instead of taking advantage of her all, it's better to pour a bowl for this woman.

I went into the kitchen, took out a big bowl full of chicken soup, and brought it out to the old woman.

The old woman smiled happily when she saw it, and said, "My dear girl, you are such a good person." She drank the chicken soup in one gulp, then picked up the chopsticks and ate up the chicken.

"Hmm... delicious ~ delicious, this chicken soup is so good."

I have boiled chicken soup for my mother-in-law many times, but I have never been praised by her.

look!A stranger would compliment me.

"As long as you like it."

"Girl." The old lady stared at my face for a long time, "You look a little hard to describe."

After hearing her words, my expression changed instantly.

"You...how do you talk? There is no one like you who doesn't say anything nice after drinking other people's chicken soup." I was so angry that I was about to close the door.

Others can talk about my looks and call me ugly.But I gave this beggar woman a big bowl of chicken soup, and she said I was ugly.

This man is really clueless!

Shouldn't have given her a drink.

The old woman said, "Don't scold the old woman first, the old woman will ask you, do you want to be beautiful?"

"What do you mean?" I asked in surprise.

The old woman smiled mysteriously, "I know a spell that can change your face."

"You mother-in-law are just kidding me!" I was a little angry, but also... had a vague expectation.What if what she said was true?

The old woman said with a serious face: "The old woman is not joking with you, so I asked you if you want to change?"

I nodded my head erratically.

"Remember what the old lady said, face changing is a taboo technique. You need to do two things."

"First: It needs the heart and soul of a living person as a guide."

"Second: Find a pretty face and transfer her beauty to yours. I need her birth date and hair, and something with blood on it."

I was horrified when I heard it.

"I need the heart and... soul of a living person. Where can I get this... Do you want me to kill people? I... I dare not."

"You only have this chance. If you miss it, you will always be as ugly as you are now, and you will live a life that is worse than death."

"I'll ask you, are you willing?"

Are you willing?How could it be reconciled.

but……

To kill, who to kill?

Can I really kill a man for his beauty?

I thought of last winter, on that snowy day, I gave birth to my daughter.The mother-in-law hugged her daughter and drowned her in the water tank. The old man held my head and refused to let me rescue my daughter.

Hatred welled up in my heart.

kill?Of course I can kill for my beauty.

And the person to kill is the mother-in-law.

I want revenge!Let the person who killed my daughter die badly.And let the old man regret what he did.

"But..." I was embarrassed.

"The old lady can help you a little bit." The old lady's eyes seemed to see through everything, her chapped lips raised an arc, and she smiled strangely.

"How to help?"

"I will put a curse on your mother-in-law so that she will break her leg within three days, and then...hehe, wouldn't it be easier for you to do it?"

My eyes lit up after listening to it.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome, this is your reward for giving me chicken soup."

"After you kill your mother-in-law, I will appear here again to help you complete the face-changing technique."

"Remember, you have to finish it within a month. After a month, the old lady will leave here."

"I see."

After the old lady left, all the haze accumulated in my heart dissipated.

It was as if a person who had been walking in the dark finally saw the light ahead.

It is ecstatic!

Sure enough, it was exactly what the old woman said. My mother-in-law broke her leg the next day.

Once her leg is broken, I will naturally take care of it.

I've been looking for an opportunity to get my hands on it, and it didn't take long for the opportunity to come.

three days later.

The old man has something to go on a long trip, and he will return in about a week.

On the second afternoon after the old man left.

Because of a trivial matter, my mother-in-law yelled at me.

She even mentioned my dead daughter and cursed me for never having a baby.

I stared at her, killing intent gradually welling up in my heart.

I turned around and took out a stack of papers I bought in advance from the room, and put them on the bench next to my mother-in-law's bed.

I went to pour a basin of water again.

My mother-in-law asked me, "Why are you crazy? What are you doing with these things?"

I looked at her and smiled coldly.

I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at my mother-in-law.

I said with red eyes: "Even if my daughter is ugly, she is still your granddaughter. Why did you have the heart to drown her in the water tank? It was winter, and the surface of the water tank was covered with thin ice, which was bitingly cold." .”

"How cold must my daughter be? How painful."

The mother-in-law snorted coldly, "You are a freak yourself, and you gave birth to a freak. People's children are born white and tender, but your child is as black as carbon, wrinkled, and half of his face is covered with bruises." A red birthmark, and deformed ears."

"If such a child is a boy, our family will still have it reluctantly, but not a girl."

"If the girl is more beautiful, like Beer, we can accept it, but she is so ugly."

"You have been ridiculed since you were a child, do you think your daughter is the same as you?"

"It's better to drown."

I was trembling with anger, "That's your own granddaughter, how could you say such words so ruthlessly and cruelly?"

"Anyway, I've already drowned to death, what else can you do?" The mother-in-law rolled her eyes.